Many people in this world stubbornly love to throw tantrums and act shamelessly, and Fire Knife Village is no exception. Everyone has their own set of "treasures," but the tactics of the woman before me were evidently quite different from those commonly seen by Great Saint on ordinary days.
That woman came up to me with a blank stare, and as her hand was about to touch where it shouldn't, Great Saint, despite being accustomed to being slippery and smooth, couldn't help feeling a bit timid. He hurriedly dodged backward, swiftly jumped to the side, and didn't forget to swipe the cold sweat that instantly broke out on his forehead.
What's that saying again? The softhearted fear the hardhearted, and the hardhearted fear those who are truly desperate. Although this woman is just a woman, she's daring to an extreme, tsk tsk, not someone to mess with, definitely not!
